Siheyuan: Domineering life

Yang Chengwu is now a famous and successful businessman in [-] cities and even in the country and the world.

He is not only a businessman, but also a big brother on the road. As long as he is in Sijiu City, everyone will give him three points of respect.

Sister Hong naturally hoped that Yang Jun would personally support her, but she knew this was impossible. He would not support her in any noble place, let alone her small teahouse.

All business activities must make way for his official career.

"Mr. Yang, please wait a moment, I'll ask the cook to serve the food." Sister Hong said.

After Yang Jun agreed to stand up for her, Sister Hong looked relaxed and respected Yang Jun even more.

After hearing this, Yang Jun rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry.

After shopping around all morning, his energy was exhausted too quickly.

"Okay, let's eat at your place today."

Upon hearing this, Sister Hong grinned behind her ears, and the wrinkles on her forehead deepened.

"Okay, wait a moment."

After saying that, Sister Hong quietly exited the private room.

After she left, Yang Jun began to look at the elegant room again.

The elegant decoration is low-key and luxurious. It is a very inclusive decoration. At a glance, you can tell that the original owner of this house was a person with beautiful scenery and must have been a person who loved life.

This house incorporates the efforts of the original owner, who put all their energy into this house to create such an elegant courtyard.

Yang Jun walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked at the exquisite scenery in the yard, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and a breath of light floral fragrance poured into his mouth. He did not swallow it directly, but Just breathe and enjoy the brief fragrance of flowers.

Just when Yang Jun wanted to take another breath of fragrant air, the door of the private room opened with a creak from the outside.

Yang Jun thought it was Sister Hong, so he didn't look back.

He closed his eyes slightly, racing against time to enjoy the brief silence before the chaos.

Yang Jun heard the footsteps of the person coming very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

Yang Jun's ears are very good, and he can know every move of the person coming without turning his head.

The visitor first closed the door and locked it, then came to the front and rustled to undress.

Yang Jun frowned and suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking back, I saw a pretty woman standing in front of me.

This woman is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that Yang Jun doesn't know what words to use to describe her...

At this moment, Yang Jun's heart pounded.

He hadn't felt this way for many years. He remembered that he had felt this way when he first met Yi Qiushui, but he hadn't felt it since then.

I didn't expect it to appear on this woman who is less than 20 years old today.

Is this just a glimpse of ten thousand years?
Yang Jun didn't believe in love at first sight, but it happened when he saw this woman.

How should I put it, this is a kind of pure beauty, so beautiful that it is dazzling, so beautiful that people can’t help laughing, so beautiful that people can’t have evil thoughts in life...

Such contradictory feelings actually appeared in this woman, and even the battle-hardened Yang Jun couldn't help himself.

"Are you a cabbage?"

Yang Jun asked subconsciously.

Just now, Sister Hong said that she would go to the kitchen to urge the food to be served, but she didn't expect that the dish would still be baby cabbage.

Damn Sister Hong, she didn't even know that he was really hungry.

That’s all, that person said, food and sex are the nature of food.

Female sex is also something that satisfies one's hunger, it doesn't matter which one he eats first.

When the girl heard this, her face flushed.

A stunningly beautiful face was instantly covered with red clouds, she slightly tilted her head and said,

"Ah."

Before coming here, Sister Hong had told her to serve the noble man, and she had repeatedly told her that this noble man was very important. Whether the tea house could be brought back to life in the future and whether women like them could live a good life depended on this person.

Moreover, he also told her to try her best to meet all the requirements of this noble man and not to engage in any disobedient behavior.

She had heard the word "Xiao Baicai" for a long time. When she was in the Kingdom, she often heard the nobles and women like them call her Xiao Baicai. Therefore, when Yang Jun called her Xiao Baicai, she didn't know much about it. Feeling of discomfort.

Yang Jun frowned when he heard this.

He was a little dissatisfied with the performance of this little cabbage. These women had been trained, and everything they showed now was the way they behaved and spoke during training.What she did was not what she really thought in her heart.

"sit down."

Yang Jun pointed to the stool and said.

The girl was stunned for a moment, stopped unbuttoning her clothes, and looked at the short table that had just been moved away from her body. She hummed with a red face and sat down obediently.

Yang Jun took out his cigarette and lit one.

He took two puffs and blew out a faint ring of smoke.

"Sister Hong, have you made everything clear?"

It's true that Yang Jun likes Xiao Baicai, but he never forces others to do anything. Those who follow him must do so voluntarily.

It's not that Yang Jun has any hobbies, but that he doesn't want to fight over this kind of thing in the future.

He needs the kind of woman who is focused on nothing and is willing to be mediocre, just like Yang Qingxiang.

Yang Qingxiang has been extremely kind to him over the years, and has shown the loyalty of ancient women to men. She is loyal to her husband and never wanders around when nothing happens. Yang Jun is very satisfied with this.

He likes the girl in front of him very much, but it's not the kind of forced possession, he needs her willingness.

"Ah."

The girl nodded shyly.

It was that touch of shyness that amazed Yang Jun again.

Yang Jun's heart was beating loudly, and his mind was instantly confused.

"Do you usually like shopping?" Yang Jun asked again.

He judges whether a woman is the kind of woman who is willing to be mediocre by whether she goes shopping. If she is the kind of woman who loves shopping, Yang Jun will not want her at all.

Most women go shopping not for shopping needs, but to satisfy their vanity. If she doesn’t have money to buy things, why can’t she satisfy her eye cravings?

I can't kill such a vain woman.

"Ah."

The girl hummed subconsciously, shook her head honestly, and then nodded quickly.

This scene was seen by Yang Jun.

It was too obvious that this girl was deliberately trying to please him. No matter what she thought in her heart, she blindly catered to his preferences.

Many times, what she said was not what she really thought, but a way of deliberately trying to please noble people after training. This method did not matter whether it was good or bad, so that she could hardly tell which was right and which was wrong.

It was obvious that the girl didn't like shopping, but in order to cater to Yang Jun, he had to go along with what he wanted.

Yang Jun knew that there was no point in asking any more questions.

So, prepare to end the topic.

"Okay, you go out and let Sister Hong serve the food."

The woman glanced at Yang Jun in shock, then lost her mind.

Is Yang Jun angry?
If it's because of myself, what will happen to the livelihood of these sisters?

"Sir, I can serve you and do anything."

The girl looked terrified.

Now she only thinks about how to please Yang Jun.

"No, you go and ask Sister Hong to serve the food."

Yang Jun is now past the age where he only cares about looks. His criteria for choosing a woman is no longer just about looks. His woman must have a kind heart.

Don’t ask for lofty ideals, don’t ask for a grand worldview, just be a harmless person.

But just such a small request turned out to be like a ladder to the sky.

"I'm sorry, woohoo!"

The girl suddenly cried.

She felt that she had offended Yang Jun somehow, causing him to be unhappy with her.

If she offends the noble, how will her sisters live?

In the past, she looked down on Sister Hong and the others and felt that she was different from them, but since Mr. Wang died, the women she once despised actually extended a helping hand, took her in, and used their life savings to support her. She was raised just to be effective at critical moments.

Unexpectedly, I messed up the first time.

She felt sorry for those sisters and didn't know what to do.

"Okay, you go out."

Yang Jun said with a cold face.

Strictly speaking, the woman in front of me cannot be called a woman, but can only be called a child. She cries whenever she encounters some setbacks, but does not reflect on her own mistakes.

"Ah."

Hearing this, the girl cried even more sadly, hid her face and left the private room quickly.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The door of the private room rang several times, and then before Yang Jun could answer, people from outside came in.

A group of voluptuous women in cheongsam twisted their waists and walked in with broken steps.

They lined up and stood in front of Yang Jun, sitting and posing.

"Where's my food?" Yang Jun asked in shock.

He was hungry and asked Sister Hong to serve food, but he actually served her a bunch of old pickles.

Does Sister Hong have some misunderstanding about serving food?

"Ah, Mr. Yang, aren't we here? You can taste it."

The woman who spoke was known to Yang Jun. She seemed to be nicknamed Xiao Cui. Usually, this woman relied on her sharp tongue and often joked with Yang Jun.

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

"I'm hungry and need to eat. Do you understand?"

"Uh... you know, aren't we here?" Xiao Cui said with a smile.

"Yes, when we sisters heard that Mr. Yang was hungry, we even stopped doing business in the front yard and came over immediately."

"Hey, let me tell you, how can a teenage girl know how to serve people? If we want to serve people, it has to be old people like us."

"..."

The women suddenly started talking and talked endlessly.

At this time, Yang Jun felt like a chicken talking to a duck.

As the saying goes, a woman's speech is like the quacking of five hundred ducks. With so many women, the sky is full of rage.

Yang Jun was so loud that his head was about to explode, so he raised his hand to signal them to be quiet.

"Sisters, I'm really hungry. Do you have rice pot cakes or something to fill my stomach?"

Yang Jun made his words clear enough this time.

He is really hungry and needs something to eat, not you women.

When the women heard this, they laughed.

Xiaocui took two steps forward affectionately, her eyes as charming as silk and said,
"Mr. Yang, we don't have rice sesame cakes, but we do have steamed buns. Do you want them?"

After Xiaocui finished speaking, the women laughed again.

"Mr. Yang, the steamed buns are enough."

"Keeping it is warm steamed buns."

"..."

Yang Jun was stunned again.

He found that he could no longer talk to these women.

It is becoming more and more obvious that the chicken is talking to the duck. "Okay, I'm not hungry anymore."

Yang Jun held his forehead and said speechlessly: "Can you ask Sister Hong to come over?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and then they all covered their mouths and laughed.

"It seems the rumors are true. Mr. Yang really likes Sister Hong's model."

"I'm just saying, Sister Hong has to take action."

In the past, they had heard the story of Yang Jun and Sister Hong. Yang Jun seemed to like the mature sister Hong. For some unknown reason, the two of them just thundered but never rained.

"Mr. Yang, please wait a moment. We will clean Sister Hong and bring it to you right away." Xiaocui said with a smile.

"no……"

Yang Jun was just about to retort, but when he thought of talking to a chicken and a duck, he waved his hand feebly: "If you feel like it, let Sister Hong come over."

"Giggle!"

"Hahaha!"

The women laughed so hard that they looked at Yang Jun's evil eyes with a hint of sympathy.

It is really difficult for Sister Hong. She is so old and she has to take action personally. This makes them feel embarrassed.

After the group of women left, Yang Jun felt like he was losing his weight.

Hey, they say three women make a show, so this is a good start. A group of women will blow up the street.

"Cuckoo!"

There was a growl of dissatisfaction from his stomach. Yang Jun was really hungry.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Yang Jun rubbed his belly with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

More than half an hour has passed, why doesn't Sister Hong come?

Yang Jun waited impatiently and stood up to leave. As soon as they pulled away, Sister Hong suddenly appeared at the door.

Yang Jun was startled, took a step back, and looked at her in astonishment.

Sister Hong's hair was wet and she had put on new clothes. It looked like she had just come out of the shower.

At this moment, Yang Jun seemed to realize something.

Alas, this is a damn misunderstanding.

"Mr. Yang, I kept you waiting."

Sister Hong said coyly: "I haven't returned to my old job for many years. You suddenly brought it up, so I have to prepare well."

After saying that, an old face turned a little flushed.

Sister Hong had just finished taking a shower and had not had time to put on makeup. The wrinkles on her old face were clearly visible, and Yang Jun felt an inexplicable fear.

"Sister Hong, um...you misunderstood."

Yang Jun explained with a wry smile: "I'm really hungry, can you get me something to eat?"

"Ah?" Sister Hong was stunned for a moment: "Those things just now didn't suit you?"

Yang Jun couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister Hong, can't we just be normal?"

Sister Hong was startled and relaxed when she heard this.

"Mr. Yang, are you really hungry?"

Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was finally back to normal.

"if not?"

"Hey, look...how I got distracted."

Sister Hong blushed and apologized quickly: "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, please see what I can do... Just wait a moment, I will bring you food right away."

After saying that, he ran out in a panic.

Yang Jun was afraid that she would misunderstand again, so he said to her back: "Except steamed buns, any food will do."

Yang Jun shook his head, these women are so imaginative.

After a while, Sister Hong came back.

He put the food on the table and signaled Yang Jun to eat.

Yang Jun was not polite, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

After taking a bite, he immediately frowned.

"Sister Hong, have you changed the cook?"

The food at Sister Hong's place is not good.

He, Yang Jun, is now being served by famous chefs. At home, he is served by a first-class chef named Wei Jing. There are also famous chefs at work, and even in state hotels, there are a lot of famous chefs.

He had never eaten such pig food before.

Sister Hong smiled bitterly when she heard this.

"Mr. Yang, it's no longer necessary. Do you think this is still the time when Mr. Wang was here? How can a person like me afford such a chef in a state guesthouse?"

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

He is too picky.

Continue to eat, and while eating, he said: "Tell me about the situation after Mr. Wang died."

The kingdom was gone, and he was the one who forced it to death. Yang Jun always felt ashamed of him.

To be honest, if it weren't for being a friend, Mr. Wang wouldn't have anything to say, but if he didn't get rid of him, Yang Jun would have trouble sleeping and eating.

Sister Hong is a celebrity around Wang Guozheng, and Yang Jun wants to know what they think.

There are no permanent friends in this world, only permanent interests.

This sentence is suitable for Yang Jun and Wang Guozheng, as well as Sister Hong and Wang Guozheng.

Yang Jun will not doubt Sister Hong because she used to be a member of Wang Guozheng, or even hate him. On the contrary, Yang Jun will take special care of Sister Hong and the others out of guilt. This is why Yang Jun asks why he is willing to be their backstage.

Hearing this, Sister Hong glanced at Yang Jun awkwardly.

It can be said that Yang Jun personally forced Wang Guozheng to take this path. As someone close to Wang Guozheng, Sister Hong naturally knew all this.

Looking at Yang Jun, who has been a friendly friend for more than ten years, she didn't expect that he would do something so sinister, and Sister Hong felt very sad.

However, she knew that Yang Jun would not treat them like this, not because they had any great backgrounds, but because they had no background and posed no threat to Yang Jun, so Yang Jun let them go.

Of course, you can also say that it was destined that the kingdom is on the path it is today. Just imagine, Yang Jun is now in a high position, will he leave behind someone who is not good for him?

You know, Wang Guozheng did business with Yang Jun in the early years and has a lot of information about him. Do you think Yang Jun will let him go?
"Mr. Yang, I am just a hard-working woman. No matter where you and Mr. Wang go, I will not take sides or be loyal to anyone. I just want to live a good life. I hope you will be noble."

After Sister Hong finished speaking, she bent down deeply.

She did not get up, but remained there waiting for Yang Jun's reply.

When Yang Jun heard this, he put down his chopsticks.

He took a sip of tea and looked at the woman intently.

"Sister Hong, you are a smart woman."

"You must also know that if I want to kill someone, it won't be that hard, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang is fully capable of this." Sister Hong said respectfully.

"So, what are you worried about?" Yang Jun asked.

Yang Jun will naturally not take action against such a small person, he still has this pattern.

With a smile on her face, Sister Hong said respectfully: "Mr. Yang will naturally not attack a woman like me. This is not what I asked for. I..."

Speaking of this, Sister Hong suddenly knelt down to Yang Jun and said loudly,

"Hong Manyu asked Mr. Yang to take her in."

Yang Jun nodded slightly when he heard this.

This woman is not stupid.

Sometimes, if you don't show some attitude, it won't be so easy for others to believe that you are really effective.

However, this was the first time Yang Jun heard her mention his name.

In the past, I only knew her surname was Hong, and she always called her Sister Hong, but I didn't know her real name. Now that she announced her family name, Yang Jun knew that her name was Hong Manyu.

Not to mention, this name sounds nice and can easily make men have wild imaginations.

Looking at Sister Hong's current profile, one can imagine that she was once a beautiful person.

A person like Sister Hong, who pleases others with her beauty, naturally cannot be said to be loyal.

This is true for the kingdom, and it is also true for Yang Jun.

Of course, Yang Jun didn't care whether she was loyal or not. There was no loyal person in the world. She just didn't have enough bargaining chips for betrayal.

Sister Hong is a capable person, and Yang Jun also needs such a person.

"Get up."

After a long time, Yang Jun said.

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

After Sister Hong got up, she stood respectfully beside Yang Jun.

When Yang Jun finished his meal, he pushed the bowl and chopsticks away and lit a cigarette.

He took two puffs and exhaled the thick mist.

"Don't follow me half-heartedly, otherwise you know what will happen."

"I know. Even if you don't tell me, I won't dare to betray you."

Only with comparison can you choose. When Wang Guozheng and Yang Jun met, if they had to choose one person, Sister Hong would definitely choose Yang Jun.

There is no other reason than Yang Jun's thick thighs.

Yang Jun's thighs are so thick that few people in the world can touch him. If you follow Yang Jun, as long as you are loyal, no one in the world can do anything to him.

Wang Guozheng is different. He is just a businessman, and his parents are retired cadres. Although he has some background, his strength is insignificant compared to Yang Jun. Just like this time, Yang Jun can crush him with just a raise of his hand. Press him.

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

Sister Hong is a smart person, I believe she knows what to do.

There are some things that don’t have to be spelled out; both hands know what to do.

"You run the tea house well. With me protecting you, you don't have to look at anyone's face."

"As for the business... it doesn't matter whether it's business or not. You don't have to worry about profits or anything like that. I'll pay you a salary. You don't have to worry about your livelihood or anything like that. You just have one task, which is to recharge your batteries and take care of my customers for me. "

"However, most of the people in your yard are old and frail. It's time to add some blood."

Most of the people like Sister Hong are elderly. Although some people have joined in, relatively speaking, there are still some shortcomings.

Hearing this, Sister Hong said with a bitter face: "Mr. Yang, I want to do it too, but I don't have any money in my pocket and can't recruit young people."

Yang Jun: "You don't have to worry about money. I'll ask Xiao Wu to send you [-] million later. Don't be afraid of spending money. Recruit young and beautiful people for me."

"One hundred million?"

Hearing this, Sister Hong looked at Yang Jun in shock.

Not to mention, this was the first time she heard the word '[-] million', and she couldn't imagine what an astronomical figure it was.

On weekdays, she gets a salary of tens or hundreds of dollars. As for a salary in hundreds of millions, she never dares to imagine it.

She is not the kind of person who has never experienced the world. In the years following Wang Guozheng, she has been exposed to people with tens of thousands of dollars at most, but she has never been exposed to people with higher incomes.

She never thought that Yang Jun would allocate [-] million to her as soon as he took action.

With a funding of [-] million, what kind of woman cannot be recruited?

"Are you a bit promising?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes, and continued: "All those old and shabby people in the yard, and those over forty will be laid off by me. Don't treat them badly. No one will give them a pension of 1 yuan." Fee, it can be considered as compensation for her."

"Forty?" Sister Hong laughed dryly and said, "I am the only one above forty, the others are all between twenty and thirty."

According to Yang Jun's wishes, I'm afraid she will be the first to be laid off.

"You don't have to entertain the guests personally, so why are you so worried?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes. (End of chapter)